Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was in fact, a dead rat and not a leaf at all.
I was amazed.
The rat was perfectly in tact.
It had not been hit by a car and it had not been clawed or eaten by a cat.
I concluded that the rat most likely drowned or died of natural causes.
I wish that I had taken a picture of the impeccable rat, but I didn't have my camera with me at the time.
But last night while I was out with Deoxyribonucleic, I informed her of my discovery of the rat.
So we decided to see what kind of condition the once in tact rat would be in after just one night.
Here is the picture of the rat pile the night after I saw it in tact (last night):
And here is Deoxyribonucleic squatting over the rat pile like a complete dyke:
So then tonight, we decided to again see what kind of condition the rat pile would be in.
And here is a close-up of what we found tonight:
Tonight's remains were scattered within a 2 foot radius. The above picture is of the main pile, but there were various pieces of rat material strewn about.
Here is a piece:
And here is a piece of the jaw:
And here is a miscellaneous bubble of black rat goo:
And here is Deoxyribonucleic crouching next to the rat clump, pondering about how the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles will defeat Shredder now that Splinter is dead:
And here's me squatting next to the rat jelly like an ovary basket:
And here are Deoxyribonucleic & BumCake lovingly embracing next to the remnants of our fallen rodent:
Oh and by the way, I've concocted a formula for creating new swear words.
To create your own swear word, have the first part be an area of the female body, and then have the second part be an inanimate object.
Hence, we give you cuntpencil.
And vulva chandelier. And fallopian basket. And nipple dradle.
And here's when Deoxyribonucleic & me took photobooth pictures. Notice the strong resemblance we have to the pile of dead rat.
